I receded (a couple of steps) and she entered the room. She was very cheerful and her voice was as sweet as the lady I had met downstairs.“Uncle Pau..., here is your dinner. Please have it fast or it will get cold. Do you want me to serve it to you?”“No dear, I can do that by myself.” I also sounded cheerful.“Ok Uncle, if you require anything just ring the bell and I’ll be right here.” Saying this she moved back towards the door.She was about to close the door after leaving when I asked her, “Who. In any event, the lack of heavy weapons didn’t hold down the casualties at Bunker Hill (actually, Breed’s Hill to be accurate) and before the day was done, the British forces suffered losses that exceeded a total of almost 1,500 young lives out of a force of some 2,500.We only mustered about 1,100 brave souls with a minuteman spirit and with more enthusiasm than actual military skill and proper logistics. My estimate was that roughly half of that number did not live to see the sun set at the. “Oh excuse me. I’m sorry.” Heather said as she turned to confront the stranger. “Josh?!”“Mom?!” The man said. Heather’s mind reeled. But she shook her head and threw her hands up, getting in front of the situation before it became awkward. “Look. It’s fine. We’re both adults.” Heather said. “No point in lying about why I’m here. Your mother needed some cock, and my friends told me about this place.”Josh, the 19 year old son of Heather, said “You’re right. I don’t fault you. I come here to get. I then set about paying extra attention to any woman who looked like she was the right age. I soon noticed one young looking woman sitting in a wheelchair across the gardens who seemed to be paying me a bit too much attention. As three o'clock approached she started heading towards me. I waited until I was sure that she was heading for me before walking towards her.'Vee I presume?' I asked.'How did you know?''Well if you spend any time at all around Tamsin then you get to notice wheelchairs a.